The More The Merrier

Chapter 682 I Did Not Do Anything

“Well, according to the results of the examination, it’s the same as before and hasn’t worsened.” Arissa broke into a smile. She was relieved by the news.

“Why didn’t you wake me up in the morning? I overslept because of you!” Benjamin snorted. “How is it my fault? I didn’t do anything!”

Arissa’s ears burned. She quickly snuck a glance in Edwin’s direction and saw that the latter was tidying up the kitchen. Gosh, his words are so suggestive.

“All right. I want to continue with my breakfast.”

“Okay,” Benjamin grunted but didn’t end the call.

Arissa cocked a brow. “Have you and the children had your breakfast?”

“They’re having it with Grandaunt right now,” Benjamin answered casually.

“Aren’t you having anything?” Arissa sensed that something was amiss.

“Yeah,” Benjamin said. “I’m on my way to work.”

Arissa knitted her brows. “Work is important, but your health is even more so. You’d better get something to eat before starting work, or you may end up having gastric.”

Benjamin was delighted by the concern she showed him.

“Okay!”

of Benjamin’s good mood, Ethen looked in

it over,” Benjamin requested in a gentle tone,

Oh my!

need to

bringing me breakfast,” Benjamin asserted in a

the hospital and Benjamin’s office, he ended the call before she could

have your

came over and took back

did Mr. Graham

gleaming eyes, Arissa frowned.

be missing you already. In that

Arissa blushed.

don’t you send it

so, Mr. Graham will definitely dock my pay. Since he has specifically requested you to do it, you should just go since it’s not going to

if her colleagues

had already missed work for a few

if I suddenly turn up with breakfast for Benjamin? No

was frustrated with

however, ignored her concerns, as he was confident about

which consisted of a bunch of pastries that were good for

finishing her food, Arissa drank the medicinal soup under Edwin’s watchful

impossible for something that was boiled from a combination of tens of herbs to taste nice. Just the smell

his brows, worried that she would